Текст песни Мисофония Живого - О родине

Slip-end road concrete buildings
Sking sewage-around only trash
Hungry dogs are the same as people
each other breaks dreaming about the miracle

But I remember when
The bright sun and the smell of rain
Huge trees and green forests
concrete not flooded natural places

Instead of oak, the Orthodox Cross
we made incest with our mother's planet
Green meadows buried under concrete
Trees are cut down under the emergence plants

Motherland, my body poison bloomed
My homeland as a grave is cold

Gray poles illuminate hell trails
empty and false faces of indifference and pain
Like eternal winter rushes these fuels
The ray of the sun dissolves in the smoke of the chemicals

In abandonment like jackal, drug addicts
Homeless rats are sissed by cellars under the houses
The syringes of the bottle and glass grow flowers under the legs
Well, people have become an insensitive cattle here

Motherland, my body poison bloomed
Motherland My sickle and hammer fear and megging
My homeland from the depths of hell beauty
Motherland My Bottle Mother and Syringe
My homeland as a grave is cold
My homeland is like a busy winter
My homeland fell silent forever
My homeland has long died